My Little Boy
I don’t like discussing this at length because I feel like I’m doing him a disservice, but Buzz has an appointment for a speech evaluation next week. I already know what they’re going to say, and it’s why we’re taking him. He needs help.
We should have done this sooner. I wanted so strongly to believe that “he’ll talk when he’s ready”, though, just like everyone said he would. He’s your typical, happy 3 year old holy terror in every other way. Playful, sociable, affectionate, intelligent. I think that’s why it was so hard to sink in.
He’s better than he was even a few months ago when I initially made the appointment. A lot better, actually. He’s trying. I can tell the button is there, it’s just not clicking completely. Still, most of what he says is unintelligible or similar in sound. The 3 to 4 word sentences he should be speaking by now? Not even close.
So on Tuesday, I get to watch a group of strangers over-analyze my son. It’s not something I’m looking forward to, but I know it has to be done.






I'm Crystal. A 30-something mom to 3 young kids living in the Midwest USA. When I'm not chasing my children, I'm a freelance writer and web designer. I like to tell stories from our days and share what we enjoy...
